Hunting College

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When the heavy snow comes, rain and snow will fall.

The weekend of the fourteenth week was heavy snowfall in the twenty-four solar terms.

Since last night, the weather on Phuket Island has been a bit gloomy, and the wafting wind has become a little more depressing. At lunch, the young public-funded student who had returned to sleep opened the curtain, the sky was still gray, the sun seemed to lose its color and heat, and only the cold light remained, pouring silently into the world in the whistling wind.

The dormitory is very quiet.

The beds of Fatty and Xiao Xiao were empty, and there was no one in front of the desk. It is estimated that one of them went to the library and the other to the school newspaper editing room. The tent on Dylan's bed was tightly closed. Through the gap of the curtain, the shadow of the **** coffin inside could be vaguely seen. I wonder if Mr. Vampire Werewolf is still taking a nap.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Zheng Qing, he is just a wizard who just woke up and wanted to pee.

The sound of the curtains being pulled apart awakened the other tenants in the dormitory. The fat cat nestled on the fat man’s pillow, turning its round body into a ball, and burying its head in the forearm. He only trembled at the sound Shaking his ears, he didn't even bother to open his eyelids. The group of elves raised at public expense cheered up, left the warm belly of the fat cat, flapped their wings, and flew away.

In a blink of an eye, they were carrying toothpaste, water cups, cold water bottles and hot water bottles, holding hot towels, and a new robe cloak. The front and the back were lined up in a row, neatly floating. In front of Zheng Qing, wait for him to get up.

"You keep going to sleep, I can do this by myself." The young public-funded student mumbled vaguely, but his tone was helpless. Since he helped these little elves get rid of some of their shackles, they have replaced them with him, and over time they have become more and more spiritual.

In the old days, no one had ordered that these little guys would just hang on Zheng Qing's account in a daze, and would never take a step out of the dormitory. Even if they were frightened, they would only wrap their heads with their wings and shiver in private.

And now, in their spare time, they would also slip out of the balcony, pick a few fresh flowers in the flowerbed, and put them in the high-waisted vase in the 403 dormitory, and then throw the withered bouquet outside; tired, too. I would find a comfortable place to cover my head and sleep, such as the paper house given to them by the witches of the Astronomy 081 class, the belly of the fat cat, and Zheng Qing’s bed. Relatively speaking, the fat cat’s soft and warm belly, It is their favorite bed.

In addition, the service capabilities of the elves have also been greatly improved. At the beginning, they only helped Zheng Qingti to pick up clothes, find shoes and socks, tidy up the bed and desk. Now, they have been able to take the initiative to boil hot water, make tea, research ink, spread paper, and even clean up clothes and organize tasks in an orderly manner.

Zheng Qing didn't need any orders at all, it was more intimate and meticulous than those professional servants of the wizard family did.

If one day, these little guys are holding quill pens and helping Zheng Qing meticulously complete the extracurricular homework and even the experiment reports assigned by the professors to the young wizards. I am afraid he will not be surprised at all and may even have some expectations. What

This change made Zheng Qing feel gratified and made him a little uneasy.

Fortunately, these elves seem to have got rid of the shadow of the death of their former masters and restarted their lives; what is uneasy is that he feels that it would be inappropriate to allow the elves to serve him in this way.

He couldn't tell what was wrong.

Maybe it’s because he feels that he is just a student with no foundation and shouldn’t enjoy this kind of service; maybe it’s because he always thinks that elves are the same intelligent beings and don’t make sense to do these trivial chores; maybe it’s just because he doesn’t These elves were paid wages.

In short, he felt that he had no way to accept such meticulous care of the elves with peace of mind.

In this matter, when visiting Dr. Duzem at the Institute of Abnormal Life, the young public-funded student had an in-depth discussion with the doctor.

The doctor is very disapproving of his cautiousness and looking forward and backward:

"Life in the world always has its own meaning. They think it's good to do this, so just do it. If you interfere with their choices at will, what is the difference from what you oppose?"

"As for the salary you mentioned, I think you should be more valuable than copper jade coins to help them continue their lives."

"After all, in this world, time is a currency stronger than money and credits."

"You pay for every minute and every second of their existence... and you only borrowed part of their time. Very fair and very reasonable."

"You know, life is precious, you can't add one second or subtract one second casually."

What Zheng Qing said was justified and well-founded, and he was speechless, and he finally began to slowly accept the changes of the elves. Compared with him, the other wizards in the 403 dormitory obviously accept it faster, whether it’s hot water ready anytime and anywhere, regular tidy desks, or piggybacking to help them clean new clothes, or that seems The ever-fresh flower arrangement made the other young wizards in the dormitory extremely satisfied and full of praise.

The thoughts in his mind flashed by.

Zheng Qing took the water glass, rinsed his mouth with warm water, and then took the toothbrush, brushing his teeth, while squinting his dim eyes, he squeezed onto the balcony while brushing his teeth.

Many small and dense runes are engraved on the balcony and the door frame of the dormitory room~www.readwn.com~, which has many effects such as warmth, sound insulation and wind resistance.

Crossing the door frame, a cold air rushed toward him, which made people suddenly sober. The young public student shuddered involuntarily and couldn't help biting **** the toothbrush that was working hard in his mouth.

"Open your mouth, you idiot!" The embossed little man on the toothbrush handle akimbo his hips, staring at the young wizard angrily, yelling: "I have never seen you so difficult to serve... You bit the brush, what am I doing? jobs!"

Zheng Qing sniffed, and immediately opened his mouth again.

"It's really cold!" He sighed: "It really snowed today!"

Today is a heavy snow festival, he naturally knows this. Yesterday, he also discussed with several hunters from the Youxin Hunting Team how frantic the school's weather management organization is. He even knew that a certain blue-green-eyed broker was still selling gambling coupons a few days ago. The content was whether it would snow today, how much snow if it snowed, and so on.

"Shut up! Don't talk! Your tongue licked the toothpaste off the brush!"

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